"Tell your na, boy," Nirm demanded.
He stopped climbing, hovering a few hundred ters above the capital. The look of hatred on his face was replaced by a gentle smile.
That altitude was not enough to prevent the death of everyone below during combat, but he didn't care.
"Long Qingyi," the handso young man replied.
His answer was brief, but his voice was soon filled with mockery.
"Tell , little cuckold, what makes you raise a blade against my wife's family? Is it the one my wife calls Belcuckold?"
"Little cuckold? Belcuckold?" Nirm's smile disappeared, anger returning with full force.
"I'll bring your tongue and that cheeky little girl's to Lord Belgrath on a platter!"
The mont Nirm's voice fell silent, he lunged forward. His sword tore through the air, creating a terrifying pressure toward Qingyi.
Qingyi raised the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword and parried Nirm's blade with a smooth movent.
A tallic clang echoed, imdiately followed by a powerful shockwave that engulfed the two.
Nirm froze in midair. A shower of sparks filled his vision as the steel of his weapon pressed against Qingyi's blade.
His muscles burned as he put every ounce of his physical strength into pressing against the young man.
Still, nothing changed.
The handso young man remained completely unmoved. He didn't
even hold his sword with both hands; he just kept his right arm extended, casually holding the hilt.
"You're disappointing , old man. Put everything you've got into it or die." Qingyi spoke indifferently.
With a simple movent, he threw Nirm backward.
Honestly, Nirm was powerful. Qingyi could tell that his current strength was comparable to the peak of the True Immortal Realm.
But even that wasn't enough.
Qingyi's journey to that land had lasted more than a month. In that ti, he had reached the peak of the False Immortal Realm, increasing his power dramatically.
Added to the fact that Nirm had no special lineage or constitution, they were simply on incomparable levels.
Of course, Qingyi did not look down on Nirm too much.
Although the people of the west had no lineages or constitutions,
they still had a way to increase their power trendously: the quality and elent of their Mana Heart.
Nirm had not yet resorted to either.
Qingyi's montum sent Nirm flying, his body only coming to a stop after fifty ters. His face regained so calm, and his eyes analyzed Qingyi coldly.
He could no longer take this battle lightly. He had already understood that Qingyi was an enemy capable of killing him with a single wrong
move.
Nirm closed his eyes and reached into the depths of his being.
Then, he released his elental mana.
His body was engulfed in a crimson energy, even deeper than before. His torn muscles regenerated with maximum power, bulging beneath the steel of his armor.
His aura expanded, dominating everything within a ten-ter radius, and every drop of water in the air around him evaporated instantly.
Taking a single mont to prepare, Nirm lunged toward Qingyi. A cone of crimson flas ford in front of his blade, his entire body spinning like a living hurricane.
"YOU WILL PAY FOR THIS DISRESPECT, BRAT!" Nirm roared.
Qingyi simply watched the attack approach, studying the technique with curiosity before smiling.
"Very well, I won't hold back either," the handso young man said.
He pointed his weapon at the approaching enemy and lunged. His blade tore through the air with terrifying speed, enveloped in a thick, thunderous veil.
Below, Sofia covered her body and her daughter's with a powerful green barrier, closing her eyes as the two techniques collided in the
skies.
For a brief mont, there was silence.
Then, the explosion ca.
Hundreds of ters were consud by a sea of crimson flas and lightning. Dozens of kiloters were swept away by shock waves, and
terrible tremors shook the entire capital.
"I-impossible..."
Nirm's voice echoed, weak and trembling.
The flas and lightning surrounding them slowly disappeared, leaving nothing but a hot black mist, which was soon dispersed by the
wind.
The lted tip of Nirm's sword fell to the ground. He looked down, seeing Qingyi's blade piercing his chest and destroying his mana
heart.
"Guhlk!"
Blood rose in Nirm's throat as Qingyi pulled out the Heaven-Defying Thunder Sword, wiping the blood from the tal with a quick,
smooth slashing motion.
"L-Lord Belgarath will not forgive you, he-"
Nirm's words were suddenly cut off. Qingyi's sword ripped through
his throat, sending his head flying into the sky.
Qingyi ignored the falling body, turning his gaze to the soldiers below.
There were still about eight thousand rebels. So were already
beginning to retreat as they realized their leader was dead.
The handso young man raised a single finger. Exactly one hundred ethereal, thunderous swords appeared around his body.
He pointed his finger toward the army and unleashed the attack.
The swords exploded at a terrifying speed, falling upon those soldiers unable to defend themselves.
He had trained that technique extensively in the Mind World. Now, he barely needed to pay attention to use it, just spreading thin threads of Qi and cutting through everything he sensed in front of him.
With a sigh, Qingyi descended from the skies, landing beside Sofia
and Isabel.
The queen was trembling, while Isabel's eyes shone brightly.
"Oh... did you see that, mom? Isn't my hubby amazing? That damn Belcuckold won't stand a chance against him! Hehehe~~"
Isabel giggled, her huge breasts bouncing as she ran towards Qingyi, hugging him tightly.
Qingyi just smiled and shook his head. He looked at Sofia, bowing
gently.
"Long Qingyi greets his mother-in-law. I apologize for having to et
in such a sudden and inappropriate manner..."
"D-don't worry," Sofia said, her voice trembling. She looked at her n, strengthening her own heart.
"Open the castle gates and clean up the trash left in the city! Our
savior should not feel unwelco!"
Her family was not finished. Not yet...
Whether Qingyi was good for her daughter or not, she would soon
find out.
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